Bastard tweeting in the dead of niiiiiiiight
Bastard tweeting in the dead of niiiiiiiight
Actually, I was referring to Trump.
Oh what does he know? He's been dead for 51 years!
With a name like that, he did Asbestos he could.
It's hard to ignore the fact that one's supervillain gimmick is pretty much determined by what your last name happens to be. I have a very ethnic surname, so my gimmick would probably be a walking stereotype—one of those villains who suddenly disappeared from the comics post-1960s.
That's just impossible at this point. Presidents have public lives. Historians have made careers out of researching every moment of past Presidents' time before, during, and after taking office. This is a figurehead that we as a country are simply unable to ignore for very long, and unfortunately, we've never…
When the President of the United States is all but jumping up and down on the roof of the White House, screaming "LOOK AT ME! GODDAMN IT PEOPLE, LOOK AT ME!" it's pretty hard to ignore.
A thought just came to me: I seriously can't remember the name of a single Press Secretary under Obama. Not a single one. And it wasn't due to incompetence or anything like that; they just weren't particularly memorable….
May the head of your dick be joyless and frumpy always
Screw that. AV Club covers all genres of entertainment, and last night was drama with a capital D.
One wonders if this was McCain's plan all along—to dupe the man who once insulted his POW imprisonment into calling him a hero and a patriot, and THEN tripping him into a swimming pool filled with cacti.
Our President is gravely afflicted with an overinflated ego. Is the the DUTY of every able-bodied American to try to shame and embarrass him into a state of humility.
Trump was voted in because he spoke his mind on social media, wasn't afraid to go on the offensive, and above all, had no prior experience in politics.
So let me summarize John McCain's role in this week's current events:
A few months ago, I decided that if you're trying to encapsulate the Obama era into a single work of art, a la JFK & Camelot or Reagan & Wall Street, you could do a lot worse than Hamilton. Fiercely patriotic, proudly multicultural, confrontational yet cereberal, always soulful, and with a fair amount of regret about…
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Dunno, but I would love a prequel where Llewelyn Moss and Llewelyn Davis are a mismatched pair of kick-ass detectives.
Anyone who wants a taste of how much fun it must have been to work on "Rocky & Bullwinkle" ought to listen to this:
It was well written, and by a fantastic writer. But I still have to, respectfully, disagree with it.
Like…like I massively overreacted to the Trump satire you posted earlier today?